So silent cities
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When darkness covers them
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Only the winds are blowing
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And with them I
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I go where my eyes look
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Voices buzz inside
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cold hand
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Absorbed the smell of tobacco
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And every step for sure
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despite back
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I'm getting closer to where I've never been
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Nobody was waiting for me, nobody was waiting
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There is no holiness in waste water
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Like nobility in poverty
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Spiritual has sunk into oblivion
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As soon as there were no dishes on the stove
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Everything comes to a limit in a moment
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With the ease of life from the bodies
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Casting out the wicked doomed
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While surviving as an alpha animal
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The veil of high has closed its eyes
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A smoldering cigarette butt awakened from slumber
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I thought about myself that I was cheerful, I was vigilant on the watch
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I didn’t spend, I saved up cartridges in the horn
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TNT under the sleeping bag, shithole behind the bushes
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No matter what you eat or drink, the fucker will not smell attractive
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If he had offended anyone, he forgave long ago -
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It's a sin to hide it on the dead
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When all this is over, maybe I'll sit in a tavern
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I protect money and fashion
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Waiting for their hour, when an absurd case
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Suddenly, finally forgives me forever with pain
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Don't talk to me about will, don't philosophize about share
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Heaven will open for me when I finally reach the sea
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Or I won’t care about someone else’s grief
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The roar of the nights of the past, the silence of dawn dawns
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So silent cities
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When darkness covers them
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Only the winds are blowing
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And with them I
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I go where my eyes look
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Voices buzz inside
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cold hand
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Absorbed the smell of tobacco
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And every step for sure
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despite back
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I'm getting closer to where I've never been
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Nobody was waiting for me, nobody was waiting
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I am free, but not much. |
Not so in a circle at your side
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When it happens that the stories of many are staked
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Not bad we fell for a couple
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A little, and even a little bit
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We are fading away in unison, into the pockets of our hands - and there is not our own
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We shuffle the deck, do not muddy the water when the occasion falls
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My ode was invented by a house of slabs
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There is no end here, this threatens many
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The hands of the law are familiar, from time immemorial many have been packed
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Chances reduced to zero or worse - fences
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Everyone went on a spree, the topic is beaten to many familiar
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Goodness cannot be returned, prices are like a degree of mercury
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And I'm standing in the rain
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With every drop about your
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Without replacing yourself with a ruble
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So silent cities
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When darkness covers them
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Only the winds are blowing
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And with them I
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I go where my eyes look
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Voices buzz inside
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cold hand
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Absorbed the smell of tobacco
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And every step for sure
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despite back
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I'm getting closer to where I've never been
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Nobody was waiting for me, nobody was waiting |